Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2009 19:07:58 -0800 (PST)
From: T Claybourn
Subject: you want me to do what (23)
You Want Me To Do What?
Chapter 23
By Terry
The normal warning if you are not old enought to read this please
leave. Thanks.
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I am starting to hate school," I thought, as I looked at yet another test
paper. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Jon struggling with the answers.
I shook my head, and tapped my hand on the desk. He replied by tapping a
number on his desk. I glanced at my sheet, and tapped out the correct
numbers for a few of them; this was our way of cheating, and it worked. He
got a decent grade, and I passed with A's. Then I heard the teacher clear
his throat and I glanced over at him. he shook his head `No', but by then
the test was over.
"Chad, stay after class, please," the teacher said. Everyone `oooh' and
`ahhhh', along with snickers and other rude noises directed at me. This was
their way of making fun of the `geek boy' who's now in trouble. A few even
patted my back on their way out, but Jon made a beeline for the door. `So
much for having my back', I thought, as I saw him jet out the door.
"Chad," he said; I looked up at him. "I know you're a sophomore, but I want
you to think about taking a college English class that we offer to the
seniors, as well as your History and Math, I've already talked to your
counselor, and he agrees with me that you are wasting your brains on this
`stuff' that you did in grade school. You will have no problem with the
exit exams," he said. I just looked at him; I didn't want to have to
actually think about school work.
"I'll think about it," I told him.
He gave me a sly smile. Handing me a paper he said, "These are the classes
for next semester that you will be taking or, I'll flunk you and Jon, then
you both will have to retake it." He told me with a grin, I just snarled
at him, and took the paper.
"Fine; I'll have dad sign it," I told him. "Can I go now?" I asked, shoving
the list into my bag. He waved his hand to dismiss me, and I left; Jon was
waiting for me outside.
"Well?" he asked
"I have to take college classes next semester because of you," I told him.
"How is it my fault?" he asked.
"Because if you'd study, I wouldn't have to put my neck," (or ass, I
thought) "on the chopping block for you to pass a simple math class," I
yelled at him. "Come on; I'll drive you home," I told him.
"Will you still help me study,?" he asked, once we were in the car.
"Of course," I told him, with a sigh. I knew in my heart he would end up
flipping burgers.
When I got home, I grabbed the mail out of the box, and headed up to the
apartment. Once inside, I dropped the mail on the table; found something to
eat; checked on dinner that was cooking in the roaster; and then headed to
the computer to check email, and eat.
"Pet," Ry yelled out, when he opened the door.
"In here," I told him.
"What're you doing?" he asked, standing in the doorway.
I smiled at him; God, he looks so hot. "Thinking of you," I told him, going
over to him. The kiss curled my toes, and almost made me shoot a load in
my pants. "Mmmm, nice," I told him, as I dropped to my knees and nuzzled
and nipped at his crotch. I reached up and grabbed his waistband, and
popped all five of his snaps in one jerk. I had his jeans and jockstrap
down around his knees before he could blink. His cock popped out and
smacked me on the lips. I just looked up at him and licked the head of it,
tasting the pre-cum on the tip. He looked down at me and smiled; the smile
that told me to go ahead. Placing my hands on Ry's ass, I licked the head a
few more times, then I slowly took his cock into my mouth, relaxing my
tongue so his cock could slide along it. As I slid it in and out of my
mouth, I could hear him moan, and his body shivered as I did this. I knew
how to make my man weak in the knees.
I knew it was going to get rough, when I felt Ry's fingers slip through my
hair and then they interlaced behind my head. This usually told me he was
going to get a little rough with me, but it didn't happen. This time he
just held my head in his hands, as I sucked on him. I felt him shift to
one side; then I felt him stiffen a little. I realized that he had moved so
he could lean against the wall; he didn't want to fall on me when he
came. I moved my hands from his ass, so I could jerk myself off while I
sucked him. "Don't; I'll take care of you," he told me, as he fucked my
mouth. "Oh, mmm," he moaned. As he got harder, I slid him all the way down
my throat and swallowed; he came like gangbusters. I knew some came out my
nose, but I kept swallowing until he pulled free. His hands came under my
arms, and he lifted me up; shook me a little, until my pants fell to the
floor. Then he carried me to the bed. Laying me down, he took my
cock into his mouth and sucked hard. His finger played with my ass for a
while, then he let go and rolled me over. I felt his tongue on my ass, and
I moved my legs in a way to open myself a little more. Ry ate my ass hard,
then his tongue left my ass and, without warning me, he pushed himself into
me and fucked my brains out. All I could do was groan, moan, and cum all
over the bed, while drool dripped from my mouth onto the pillow under my
head. Then I felt his chest on my back, and his arms came around my
chest. I laid down on the bed, and he followed me. Then he rolled over onto
his side, rolling me with him. As he did this, he lifted me so I could lay
back on to his chest. Then he slid back onto the bed, put his feet on the
bed, and lifted, and we started to fuck again. Since he had already come
once, this was going to take a while, but I didn't care; dinner was on slow
cook, and I was horny as hell. I played with myself as we fucked, and fuck
we did. I shot at least twice more before Ry even shot his second load
deep into me.
"We need to stop, or I'll be worn out for tonight," Ry said, as he caught
his breath, after he shot his load deep in me. I had to agree with him; if
we kept it up, I would be to tired to eat, let alone have more sex when we
went to bed. Ry rolled over onto his side and slipped out of me, while I
laid on my side, panting like a dog that was over-heated. Ry slapped my
ass, and got up. Then a pair of shorts landed on my face. "Up; I'm starved,
after a good fuck like that," he said, as he got up to take a piss. I just
sat up and blinked; did he just call me a good fuck?
I sat there for a few more minutes before I actually got up and headed to
the bathroom to wash up. I sat Ry's plate down on the TV tray as he
flipped through the channels to find something to watch. I didn't pay much
mind to it; my thoughts were still on what he said after we had sex.
"Hey," I heard; then I felt Ry's hand on my leg. "You alright? You've been
playing with you food for ten minutes?" Ry said, as his hand rubbed my
thigh.
"Yeah, just thinking," I told him, as I got up, taking both plates back
into the kitchen. I scraped the food from my plate into the sink, and
turned on the garbage disposal. I could feel Ry's eyes on me as I washed
the dishes. Usually he helps me, but tonight I just wanted him to stay on
the other side of the room; I needed to think.
"I'm taking a bath," I told him, after I finished cleaning the kitchen. I
grabbed up my player and ear-buds, then grabbed up my night wear. Most of
the time I sleep naked, but I run around the house either in a thong or
sleep pants, depending on how cold it is or if I want to tease Ry a
bit. But tonight, I decided sleep pants would be the thing to wear, since
they turn him off for some reason. "Ry, can I use the green stuff of
yours?" I asked, as I headed to the bathroom.
"Of course," he said, giving me an odd look. Usually I just use what I want
without asking. "You sure you're alright?" he asked again.
"I'm fine," I told him, as I shut the door. The green stuff I asked to use
helps to relax the muscles after a long stressful day. Ry uses it mainly
after a long run or a track meet. Now that it's winter, they run around the
warmth of the Gym instead of the cold outside; less muscle damage. I turned
on my player, put on the ear-buds, then slid down into the hot water and
closed my eyes; I just wanted to relax.
"Here; this will help," Ry said, as he sat a cup of something on the edge
of the tub. I just looked at him, and then picked it up, giving it a small
smell - hot chocolate. I looked up at him and smiled; he always puts a
small amount of whiskey in it. Ry then slid in behind me, and pushed me
forward just a little. Then he washed my back for me; his strong hands
gently massaged my neck and back, down toward the hips, and then started to
wash my chest and belly. He must have known that I was upset with him,
because he never made the attempt to wash my dick; he kept clear of it. He
then took his hands and scooped up the water to wash the soap off me. Next,
he pulled me back to his chest, both arms around me, and we laid back
against the tub. We sat in silence for few a minutes, as I sipped the cocoa
he had brought me. Then I felt his chin on my head, as he gently rubbed it,
making me smile. Then he popped one of the ear-buds out of my ear. "If
I've done something wrong, you would tell me, right?" he asked. I only
nodded. "Did I say something stupid by accident?" he asked; I just shrugged
my shoulders. Ry then took my mug from me, and sat it on the floor beside
the tub, and turned me around so that we were chest to chest. The ear-buds
got popped out and dropped beside the tub. His hand came up under my chin
and tilted my head, so he could look at me. "What did I say?" he asked; I
tried to look away.
"You said I was a good fuck," I told him. I felt one arm tighten around me,
to move me up just a little. Then his hand slid down to my ass, as he
gently moved it back and forth, letting the water wash over it. Ry was
quiet. I could tell by the way he was breathing, and the way his chest
rose up and down, he was thinking. After a few minutes, he started to
move. "Let's rinse off and go talk about this," he said. I slid off him,
and he grabbed the side of the tub and stood up, then helped me up. Once we
were rinsed off and out of the tub, Ry rough dried me, which I like. As he
dried off, I got dressed. I grabbed my mug and headed out of the
room. Once we both had a cup of cocoa, we sat down on the sofa, and I faced
him
Ry gave me a smile. I could tell by the way his eyes moved that he was
trying to figure out how to start. "What I said was, I was starved, after a
good fuck like that," he told me. "I would never call you a good fuck, not
even in play," he told me, giving me one of his killer smiles. "I'm sorry
if you miss understood what I said," he replied.
"It's alright," I told him. "I should have asked, instead of fretting over
it all night," I told him. I turned and laid back against him, and he
shifted a little so he could relax, also. The TV was on, but we paid no
mind to it. The next thing I heard was the ten o'clock news coming on; Ry
turned off the TV and hauled me to bed.
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"Dad!" I called out, when I went out back of the house. It was laundry
day, and Ry had a track practice (yeah even in winter), so I headed over to
my parents' house to do the wash. Mom insisted she would do it, and I
needed to talk to dad; we haven't talked to each other since the night
after the Halloween party. So I let her do our laundry. "You out here/" I
yelled out. I heard something come from out behind the tool shed, and I
headed over. As I rounded the corner, dad was standing there taking a piss
beside the shed. I laughed; mom us to yell at me when I did it. "You know
it's only a few steps to the house," I told him.
He shrugged his shoulders, and zipped up his pants. "Yeah, I know, but hey,
a man got to do what man got to do," he told me with a smile. He then
picked up his beer and took a sip. I gave him a smile. "You want one?" he
asked. I shrugged my shoulders, and took it as he handed it to me.
"Look, I'm sorry I yelled at you a few weeks ago," I told him.
"You surprised me on that, but it's alright; I understand why you did," he
told me.
"There's a paper I need you to sign," I told him, pulling it out of my back
pocket. Dad unfolded it and looked at it for a few minutes; he then looked
at me.
"Do you want to take these classes?" he asked.
"No, not really, but I would probably be bored with the regular classes,
and those do sound interesting," I told him. He just raised his eyebrow at
me. "If I plan on going to college, I will need them anyway, so I might as
well get them out of the way, right? Then I can jump in too what I want to
do," I said, taking a sip of my beer. Dad gave me a smile, and picked up a
pen that was lying on his work table, and signed his name. I was watching
him for a minute, when I saw something in the shed; it looked like an
A-frame. "Can I ask you something?" I asked him.
"You can ask, but I may not answer," he told me.
I took a breath, and watched the air come from my mouth. "How did you and
Dan ever hook up?" I asked him. Dad almost choked on his beer.
"What?" he asked.
"Never mind," I told him, waving it off.
"Come inside," he told me, as he opened the tool shed door and went in. The
shed was something he and Dan made one summer to put the tools in during
the winter, but mainly it was used for the guys to drink beer and watch the
game, when the ladies didn't want them in the house.
The only tool in the shed is a leaf blower and a weed eater, and those on a
shelf. There's a sofa and a chair on one side of the room, and in the
corner is an old fridge, but dad's work bench is an A-frame. I just looked
at it. "It's for Master Stan," Dad told me. Master Stan is the mechanic the
dad's have known since high school. His garage monkey is his
sub/partner. I've seen him a few times, when I went with dad to get the oil
changed in the truck. Master Stan is a bear of a man, and his Sub Rick is
small for a man, and he always wears a collar around his neck, and he has a
matching arm bracelet. I've never seen their den, but I bet it's scarier
than Dan's den at the cabin.
"So you want to know about Dan and Me?" Dad asked.
"Yeah, if you can talk about it," I said. Dad pointed to the sofa, and I
sat down, and he sat beside me. Dad just gave me a smile,
Dad started remembering back to the past with Dan and him.
"Dan was always dominating me, even as kids. I was sixteen the first time
I ever sucked him off. He came home from a date, pissed off. I found out
that the date was all talk. Dan knew I was bi, but the parents didn't. So
he came over to my side of the bed - we shared a bed - with this monster of
a cock, shaking it at me.
"Suck it!" he ordered. I just looked at him, and rolled over. Then I felt
his hand on my shoulder, and he rolled me back over onto my back. "I said
suck it!" he ordered again. I tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let
me. "I know you know how, `cause I saw you and Kyle behind the shed," he
told me. Kyle was my buddy during school; we would do anything together,
especially suck each other, but that was as far as it went.
"You didn't," I told him. He just shook his cock at me, a long string of
pre-cum hung from it. I just looked at him. "Go wash it first," I told
him; he gave me a smile and headed toward the bathroom, I shifted around
and pulled off my briefs. If I was going to suck Dan off, he was going to
return the favor, for the simple reason it was only fair. When Dan came
back to the room, I heard the door lock. I was laying there on the bed.
"How you want to do this?" I asked him.
"You on your knees," he told me. I climbed out of bed, and he looked at me;
he'd never really seen me naked before, but he just smiled and grabbed my
cock, and rubbed it a few times; it sent shivers through my body. "Nice,"
he said, rubbing my balls. I almost shot my load then and there. Dropping
to my knees, I just looked at it; then I smelled it. I was not going to put
that thing in my mouth if it smelled of twat or ass. It smelled of our baby
wipes. I just looked up at him, and licked the head of it; he
shivered. Then I stuck the head into my mouth, and sucked on it, letting it
slide back and forth on my tongue. Dan's fingers grabbed my head, and tried
to shove me further on to it. I pulled off. "No rough shit; I ain't none of
your bitches or little boy toys," I told him. He just smiled, and patted my
head. I went back to the job in hand, since I've been sucking cock since I
was fourteen. I pretty well knew how to send a man on his
toes. Once I got into it, Dan's body started to shake, and he pulled me
off, not saying a word. He sat on the bed, and laid back. I climbed up
beside him and started to suck again. "Straddle my face," he told me. I
did, and he sucked me. Since he was on his back, I was able to deep throat
him. With my nose in his hair, I let my throat do the work. I felt him
move off my dick, and then he shifted a little. I felt his tongue on my
ass; as he licked it, I sucked him. He moved a little more; then I felt him
pull my cheeks apart, and he shoved his tongue deeper into me. As I sucked
him, I rocked back and forth, fucking myself on his tongue. I could feel
his balls tighten up, and he shot his load into my mouth, almost choking
me. I started to pull off, since it went soft, but Dan stopped me. "Just
keep it in your mouth and play with it, with your tongue," he whispered,
and went back to sucking me. I shot my load into him, and his dick got
hard again; so I finished him off a second time. Once we were back into
bed, he pulled me close to him, and kissed my cheek. "We'll have to do that
again," he told me. I just smiled. `Yeah, we'll have to do that again,' I
thought, as I licked my lips, tasting my big brother in my mouth.
By the time dad finished his story, I was so hard it was not even funny. I
was just glad that I wore sweats pants, because it hid my hard on, but I
could see dad was hard as hell. "Wow! That's was so fucking hot," I told
him.
"Yeah," he said rubbing his cock. About that time, I heard Ry calling me.
Dad got up and left before Ry came to the room.
"Shut the door," I told him, as I got up and pulled the blinds down. Ry
just looked at me, and smiled. I pulled him to the sofa, and pulled his
track pants and jock off. I dropped to my knees and sucked him into my
mouth. I could taste his piss, sweat, and funk on him, and that only made
me hornier.
"Chad, what got into you," Ry asked, as he fucked my face. I pulled off,
and dropped my pants.
"Just fuck me, please," I begged him. I felt Ry's hand on my hips, and he
pulled my cheeks apart. Then I felt the head of his wet cock on my hole; he
rubbed it against it a few times. "Just push it in and fuck me," I told
him.
"Your wish is my command," Ry said, and shoved his cock into me. I moaned
loud and pushed back against him. Ry sat back onto the sofa, and pulled me
with him. He let me fuck myself on his pole; I knew for a fact that my
brothers were off doing their thing. Kitty was probably taking a nap, so
mom and dad were in their room; no one was going to bother us. "Oh! What
go you so worked up?" Ry asked, between pants. I just shook my head. `This
is not working,' I thought. I wanted to be pounded, so I pulled off Ry, who
just looked at me. I went around to the back of the sofa, and bent over
it. Ry smiled; he knew what I wanted. He came behind me and pushed into
ass. "Don't you cum," Ry ordered me. I only nodded, as he pounded my ass.
He knew, since I was so worked up, and him ordering me not to cum, it would
only feel better for me when I did cum. Ry fucked me hard, and each time
the head of his cock rubbed against my prostate, I saw
stars. I pushed back, until I had my hand on the back of the sofa. My cock
flopped back and forth with each thrust that Ry gave me. I only moaned and
bit my lip; I wanted to cum so bad, but I had orders not to. Ry's hand
come around, and played with my nipples. I shifted so I could have one leg
up on the back of the sofa. Ry moved with me, his cock never leaving my
ass. He lifted me so that my back was against his chest. His mouth found my
neck, and when he pushed in, he sucked my neck. When he pulled out, he bit
my neck, that only made me go cross-eyed. When his teeth sunk into my neck,
and he sucked it at the same time, I felt his dick throb and pulse. I moved
my leg so I would open further for him; he grunted and shot deep into me; I
still had not come yet. "Oh, god ,that was good," Ry moaned, as I felt his
still hard cock slide out of me,
"No, not yet," I whined.
"Stay," Ry ordered, so I did. I could hear him move around. Then I heard
something unzip and re-zip; and I felt Ry come up behind me again. I was
dripping pre-cum all over the floor. Ry pushed me forward a little and I
felt something being shoved up my ass, and then something being tied around
me. He then helped me put my leg down on the floor, and moved me around so
that my ass was against the sofa. Then he came around to the front of me,
and dropped to the floor, taking me into his mouth. He sucked hard; all I
could do was rock back and forth, and moan. Putting my hand on Ry's head, I
fucked his mouth. Then I felt something come to life in my ass. I could
feel Ry smile around my dick, as the thing in my ass rubbed my prostate. I
moaned and shoved my dick into Ry, and came hard; he swallowed all I gave
him. Once the last shot was out, Ry wrapped his lips around my dick, and
pulled the last of it out. With the head still in his mouth, his
tongue cleaned it off.
Ry pulled off and sat back on his heels, looking at me. "Good for you?" he
asked; I only nodded. He started to undo the straps around my waist, but I
shook my head `no.' Ry just smiled. "You sure?" he asked. I nodded, and he
tossed me my pants, after he pulled his up. "Let's go home," he said; I
only nodded. We cleaned up the mess we had made, and I left dad a note
saying we went home, and grabbed our stuff, and we left. When I sat in the
car, the thing in my ass only got shoved up farther. `Thank, god, for
straps,' I thought, as I wiggled my ass around it. Ry smiled, and turned on
the controller in his hand. The thing came to life in me, and all I could
do was move my ass back and forth. When we pulled into our parking place, I
reached over and grabbed Ry's dick and squeezed it. He smiled, and I
bounded out of the car and headed upstairs, with Ry right behind me. I
figured that the laundry would be safe in the car. Once
inside, I stripped off, and laid down on the sofa, waiting for Ry to lock
the door. He stripped off his clothes, and leaned over me with one knee
between my legs. His mouth found mine, and we kissed. With one hand, I
played with his nipples, and with the other I manhandled his cock. Ry had
both his hands on the arm of the sofa, to hold himself up. He leaned back
on his legs, and grabbed my ankles. Putting them on his shoulders, he
pulled that thing out of my ass, and dropped it on the floor. Then he
leaned forward, bending me in half. Closing my eyes, I reached around my
body and pulled my cheeks apart. Ry aligned his cock with my hole, and
pushed into me. Since I was already lubed with his cum, he slid in nicely,
but I still gasped when he shoved it in me, I felt something tap my lips,
and opening my eyes, I saw my own cock dripping pre-cum on my chest. I
looked at Ry, and he smiled down at me. I stuck out my tongue, and licked
it. Ry shivered.
"Go on, suck it," he said. I we had to move a little more, but once I was
able to open my mouth, Ry lifted my ass up a little more to align my cock
with my mouth, and bent me over a little more. I was only able to get the
head in my mouth, but when I closed my lips around it, Ry got the hint, and
started to slow fuck me just enough to move my lower half back and forth,
so that I was fucking my mouth with my own cock. I could hear Ry's voice
above me. "That's it; suck your cock. Yeah, baby, nice and slow. Can you
taste yourself? Oh, yeah, baby. So hot, so sweet! Oh, wow! Come on, you can
take more," he said, as he moved a little to feed me more of my own
cock. There was no way I could take all of me. I moved my head just a
little. I could see our reflection in the TV screen, and it was so hot. Ry
had me bent in half, and he was doing pushups in me. His legs were out
straight, his hands were holding him up, he was slowly going up and
down. That was all I needed, and I shot my load into my own mouth. It ran
out the corner of my mouth, and down my face. When my ass muscles tightened
around Ry's cock, I felt him stiffen, and his cock throb. He filled my ass
full; I could feel it dripping from my ass. I could feel Ry's whole body
shake, and was he panting; as he fucked me, his cum squished out of my ass,
and ran down my back. Ry slowly moved back, pulling my legs with him. I let
go of my own cock, as Ry sat back. He was still buried balls deep in me,
his hands resting on my hips. We moved together, and while Ry laid down on
his back, I straddled his hips, my back against his chest, and slowly
started to move on him.
"That's it, baby! Fuck me with your big hard cock; fuck my tight little
hole," I moaned, as I fucked his cock. "Oh, yeah, babe! That's it! Yeah,
that's it right there. Oh, yeah, rub it again," I babbled. Ry didn't say
anything; he just kept fucking me. I could feel my balls tighten up. "Did
you like seeing me suck my own cock? Humm, did you like my mouth on my
cock, sucking it while you fucked me?" I asked him. I'd never before talked
dirty to him during sex, but it seemed like the thing to do. With my head
on Ry's shoulder, I could see him out of the corner of my eye; his eyes
were all glazed over, and his lips were closed tightly. "Cum with me, babe;
cum deep in my ass! Oh, yeah, that's it. Yeah, oh, yeah," I told him, when
I felt his cock throb. "Cum with me, luv; cum deep in me," I said, as I
reached over and pinched his nipple. His hand left my hip, and grabbed my
dick, and fisted it a few times. I tightened my
ass around his cock, and he shot the same time I did. I awoke to him
rubbing my belly, his cock still buried deep in me, and I was laid back
against him. "I swear, baby, you got to tell me what got you so hot," he
told me, when I looked at him.
"Did I pass out?" I asked him.
"Yeah, but only for a few minutes," he said, still rubbing my belly. "So
you gonna tell me what got you so turned on?" he asked.
I smiled at him. "Tonight, when we go to bed," I told him; he only smiled
at me. And I did tell him and boy it was so worth the wait.
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Autors Note: I am taking a break until after New Years,, Have a safe
Holiday,, and please don't drink and drive I don't want to lose any readers
this year or next